He was a follower and I was a poor creator
I guess it doesn't work out because his standard was speeding on the big highway while i was a big mountain that just wasn't fascinating enough to make him want to explore me ;
probably because it was fill with things that takes too long to grow, too shy to be seen and he was too impatient to wait.
YOU ARE READING
Cliché
Randomwith all my thoughts that comes and go... all the unspoken words. May all of these pages be filled with restless reminiscences. Growing.
